Alexander's POV:
(Time skip a few months until May)
Martha was now on maternity leave so now they had a substitute. John's mother had already given birth to twin girls almost a week ago. Their names were Ester and Evelyn (I'M SORRY I REALLY HAD TO NAME ONE EVELYN!!! BUT THEN I'M NOT SORRY!) so John was pretty happy but also tired because he would wake up in the middle of the night to hear crying from the nursery. Alex was talking to a tired looking John and never bothered to look at the substitute on the way in. They made their way out of the coat room and sat at their desks. Alex took a glance at the whiteboard to see that the substitute had written their name on the board. Mr. Hamilton. Haha, funny. Alex thought to himself and smiled a little. A moment later the substitute came up to the front of the class and Alex looked at him he seemed familiar to him but he shook it off. "Hello everyone! I'm Mr. Hamilton! And I will be your teacher for awhile." He said. And the feeling of Mr. Hamilton being familiar to him came back but shook it off again. Mr. Hamilton proceeded to do the attendance and called out everyone's name to make sure they were here or not. "Alexander?" He called out and Alex raised his hand. Mr. Hamilton took a long glance at Alex, shook his head and called out some other kid's name. Alex looked at that tag thing they gave substitutes, staff members and visitors at the school that said their first and last name. He looked at it and swore it said 'James Hamilton' on it. His breath caught in his throat as he read that. No. That must be something else instead of James! Yes it could be a coincidence but why am I getting the feeling that he is familiar? Alex thought to himself but then realized something. Oh fuck.... This isn't my substitute... This guy is my father..... Alex thought to himself. Alex was now glaring at him. No, Alexander death stared him. Mr. Hamilton huh. And look at that, his tag thing says his full name, James Hamilton. Alexander thought to himself as he death glared him more. "Alex, why are you death glaring the substitute?" John asked him, but Alexander didn't answer, just death glared. After a minuet or two of Alexander death glaring Mr. Hamilton he caught notice of Alex death glaring him. "Alex, may you please stop glaring me?" He asked him. "No. I will do whatever I want.... Dad." Alexander said to him angrily. Everyone heard this and stopped what they were doing to look at Alexander and the teacher. "Alex please don't do this right now.." He said kind of awkwardly. "Actually you know what? Maybe I shouldn't call you dad and call you something else. You know since you left my brother, mom and I because I was bisexual and you didn't want a kid like me and you probably left for some other stupid reason too!" Alexander said, each word becoming louder and angrier. Everyone watched, getting interested and confused. "Alex please-" He started but was cut off by Alex. "No! Let's talk about some other things shall we. First you hit my mother on multiple occasions. James and I would hear your fights. You left us with barley any money! Oh and a month after you left we went through a hurricane which killed everyone except for mom and I and few others! We moved to New York to only later find that we got sick which led to mom dying! Now I was a freaking orphan! Then Peter came and took care of me until he committed suicide and I was left alone again!" Alexander's words were filled with anger and sadness. Alexander was now crying and was standing up. "Wait.. Rachel and James are dead?" He said, Alexander nodded. John stood up, "John... I want to go home. I don't want to be around him right now..." Alex told John. He nodded and took Alex out of the room. Alex told the secretary that he just didn't feel good and wanted to call home. "Okay. You know how to use this phone?" She asked Alex nodded, "Yeah but I'll just use my phone if that's okay.." He said. The secretary nodded. Alex pulled out his phone which he kept in his pocket at all times when he wasn't home because George might call his phone, Laf's phone or the school to tell him and Laf that Martha was giving birth since it was getting close to her due date. "Hello? Alex why are you calling me?" George asked, "Because I'm not feeling well and I want to go home." Alex replied. That obviously wasn't the reason he wanted to go home. "Oh, okay. I'll be there soon! Bye son." George said. Alex said goodbye and hung up. "George is going to pick me up." Alex said to the secretary. She nodded and went back to what she was doing. A few minuets later George came and Alex had his stuff. Alex said goodbye to John and left with George.

Once they were home Alex went to his room and cried. He cried remembering all of the bad memories that came with his father.

Alex and his brother stood outside of their mom and dad's room. They had individual gifts for them. They were going to go inside when the heard their father yelling. "Fuck you! Why did I ever think to marry you! You're just a whore! You think you can do whatever you want huh? Well no!" They could hear glass breaking which was probably a beer bottle or something. They could hear their mothers faint cries through the door. "Why did I choose to have those stupid kids anyways? You want to know why their stupid? It's because they're related to you! You are a fucking dumbass that no one wants!"  Their father yelled again. They could hear their father hit their mother. The boys hid before their father could come out and hurt them too. Their father stomped over to the door, opened it, and then slammed it hardly, shaking the house like an earthquake. They quickly came out of their hiding spot, which was under the table and chairs, and went to their crying mother. They carefully made their way to her, not wanting to hurt themselves on the broken glass scattered around the floor. "Mommy?" Asked Alexander. The crying women looked up at her son, revealing the black eye and red hand mark on her cheek. She smiled slightly at the sight of her youngest son. "Yes Alex?" She asked. "We have presents for you!" James said happily. The boys revealed the pictures they had made for her. Both drawings of her. She took them and looked at them and smiled, "These are wonderful. I'll be sure to hang them up." She said, putting the pictures down and hugged both of her boys tightly. "I love you two so much." She said quietly. "We love you too mommy."

Martha had heard Alex's crying and came into his room. "Alex, honey, are you all right? George told me he was going to pick you up because you were sick but you're crying." She asked him. Alex didn't answer her so she came and sat by him. "Alex, you need to answer me. What's going on?" She asked. "I don't like him." He said quietly, "You don't like who?" She asked. "My dad. He was our substitute. I don't want to be around him." Alex told her. "He hurt mom. He gave her bruises and cuts if glass was involved. He called James and I stupid. He called mom many horrible things. He left us with barely any money so mom had to work a lot. She had to leave so early in the day and came back late at night. We would barely ever get to see her.." He told Martha. Martha hugged him as best as she could. "Don't worry about him sweetie. He's not here right now. He can't hurt you." Martha told him softly. "I love you." "I love you too... Mom.." He said back to her. He looked up at her face, there was shock and happiness in her eyes and she was smiling brightly. "You called me mom!" She said happily. Alex nodded and smiled. They say there, in comfortable silence and awkwardly hugging. This was until Martha had noticed Alex had fallen asleep. She laughed and laid him down on his bed. She pulled his blanket over him and exited his room. "George he called me mom!" She said happily and punched the air like she accomplished something. Which she basically did.

Oooh boi! TWO MORE FRICKING CHAPTERS UNTIL WE'RE DONE HERE! AAAAH!! *inhales* Calm yourself.. NOPE!
~Peanut